Hi And Bye
Just a fly-by posting here. I’ve posted over at the Midnight Hour, comparing writing to seeing a monster under a blanket. (Short and sweet, just like the rest of me today.) Yesterday I finished the copyedits on Valentine 3 (whoo!) which is due out next autumn/winter, last I heard. Today is for writing those damn supplementary materials–I’m thinking an interview with Danny for Bounty Hunter Holomag, or some such foolishness. Also on the agenda today is extending the glossary and writing the acks, then plunging into the edits (not copyedits, just fine-tuning) on book 4. If I get that done this weekend it’s going to be straight into book 5 without a break. Because, well, I work best that way.
Phew. Not a paragraph break to be found, above. I must be more flittish than I thought.
Last night I lay in bed with the wind moaning about, the windchimes I’ve hung everywhere singing their own peculiar tunes (I’m sure my neighbors hate me on windy nights) and I worried. It’s the kind of worry that only shows up at night, and I’m glad it’s dispelled in morning light, even if I am so tired I could…fall asleep all over again. Dammit, I wasn’t meant to be up during the day. I’m a night beastie.
Oh, and if you like such things, the Smart Bitches cover snark today is especially fine. (If you’re offended by things like constipation jokes and pre-op-tranny humor, don’t click.) Ahhh. I choked on my coffee not twice but thrice, and laughed myself right off my chair. That’s a good feeling.
